Roc: *sits down at the table* what is this?
Ray: that's cereal.
Roc: no, I'm talking about this white stuff.
Ray: you mean, milk?
Roc: yeahh...y'all ran out of water or something?
*Prince walks into a wall, half asleep*
Prince: hola guys
Roc & Ray: sup nigga
Ray: nice onesie
Prince *'man twerks' over to the table*
*EJ comes and sits down at the table*
EJ: now let's pray over our food ☺️ Roc, you say the prayer *bows his head*
Roc: um....ok. Everybody bow ya heads, close your eyes. *clears throat* we are gathered here today to celebrate the food we have and etc. Etc. I think the food is alright even tho they ran out of water like we live by a whole sea. Where it at tho?
EJ: *looks up* just say what you're thankful for
Roc: well, I'm thankful that Desiree's baby ain't mine cause she almost had me trapped
Prince: TRAP LIFE
Roc: I'm glad I ain't get shot too cause yung niggas will get hectic, straight up
Ray: mhm
Prince: oh hood
Roc: I'm thankful that Ray passed his driving test. If he failed it, his would be on the street cause I ain't riding his fat ass on the handlebars of my hoverround, he would have broke em'
Prince: mhm, with his fat ass
Ray: I know you ain't talking Prince! Acting like we don't know you got all them Debby Snack Cakes hidden up in yo dressers.
Prince: you mad cause my room smell like a bakery and yours smell like booty and grape juice?
Ray: ooo now I'm finna flame you, with yo -gets cut off-
EJ: AMEN. Now let's eat
Roc: but I wasn't finished.
EJ: SHUT THE FUCK UP- eat.
-Everyone starts to eat-
Roc: I still don't see how they ran out of water tho...